For Nancy
My poems are all young me.
Poems long ago written.
Time has changed the way I see.
But in words I'm still smitten.
I help those that were me.
Help them to grow.
Blossom, cause from the darkness comes light.
Have to know.
What seed to sow.
How to understand. Their fright.
How to make it right.
Thank you for your compassion .....
It needs to become a fashion
I run a group for this .
I help them understand their pain.
Can't give them bliss,
Just ease the stain
Not a gift,,,
But I use it to give others a lift.
I know I'm crazy.
Maybe lazy
I feel such peace and I hope to share
It helps letting others know
That someone does care
That knowledge helps them to grow
The darkest of night
To find your way
Needs only a little light
It's all in what you say
Turns darkness into day
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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